And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand, The hand that held the steel: For only blood can wipe out blood, And only tears can heal

Alone, and without any reference to his neighbours, without any interference, the artist can fashion a beautiful thing; and if he does not do it solely for his own pleasure, he is not an artist at all.

It seems to me that we all look at Nature too much, and live with her too little.

Tell the cook of this restaurant with my compliments that these are the very worst sandwiches in the whole world, and that, when I ask for a watercress sandwich, I do not mean a loaf with a field in the middle of it.

I never change, except in my affections.

The camera, you know, will never capture you. Photography, in my experience, has the miraculous power of transferring wine into water.

I analyzed you, though you did not adore me.